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Inner Struggle
Emotional Torment – Dedicated to the Silent
May I speak from experience for those who speak not? Throw your lash Upon my back Into my bones Dividing [...]
After the Choice
I have fled temptation All the days of my life Before the black pit of rage Have I found myself [...]
My First Dream was a Nightmare
Dreams are a fitting example of the relationship between the physical outside world impressing itself upon the inner world of [...]
The Life of a Creator
The Life of a creator is a reckless place. There is no order, no symmetry, no precision, no direction, and [...]
Alas, I Am Man
She seeks the God within, She seeks the Warrior Soul, She seeks the Eternal One from the beginning. In the [...]
To Be Alone
When the darkness comes to me in the heart, I write to myself so that I may understand my own [...]
Inner Struggle
Emotional Torment – Dedicated to the Silent
May I speak from experience for those who speak not? Throw your lash Upon my back Into my bones Dividing skin from skin What is it you would have me [...]
After the Choice
I have fled temptation All the days of my life Before the black pit of rage Have I found myself While surrounded by the vile of the earth Would that [...]
My First Dream was a Nightmare
Dreams are a fitting example of the relationship between the physical outside world impressing itself upon the inner world of the soul. I was only 2 or 3 years of [...]
The Life of a Creator
The Life of a creator is a reckless place. There is no order, no symmetry, no precision, no direction, and no focus. It is from this vast emptiness that a [...]
Alas, I Am Man
She seeks the God within, She seeks the Warrior Soul, She seeks the Eternal One from the beginning. In the eyes of every man there lay the path to God. [...]
To Be Alone
When the darkness comes to me in the heart, I write to myself so that I may understand my own experiences. It is my poetry to me, and my prayers. [...]
